Pakka was not only a forgotten faerie, but also a bounty hunter. What do I
mean by forgotten? Well, as it turns out, there weren't just the elements of
air, water, fire, darkness, light, and earth, but also of electricity. Pakka
was the only living electric faerie alive in Neopia and lived in the dark forests
no one dared to venture. Because if she was found out, someone might put her
in a bottle and sell her for cold hard Neopoints!
As a bounty hunter, however, she hunted for pesky, suspicious, or criminal
NeoPets. She gathered gossip from her own pet, (which she blessed with electric
powers) Sonia the Fire Kyrii (though you may think they don't exist, Pakka had
magically crafted one for her pet), which scouts the chat rooms.
Pakka had red hair, slightly paled skin, and lime colored wings. Her eyes were
crystal blue and she was as tall as a human.
One day while Pakka rested her achy back against an old, knotted tree in the
middle of the day (though it was always dark there, with terrible storms raging
at all hours), Sonia came running through the brambles at full tilt.
"Ureee RAHHH!" she squealed.
"Hush, hush. Calm down and speak clearly," Pakka said, placing her hands on
the frightened Kyrii.
"Red Gelert...Master criminal. Stolen...Neggs, Pant Brushes...Faeries..." she
panted.
Pakka nodded with understanding and pet her Kyrii. "Where?" she asked.
"Ice Caves. From the..." Sonia had to force the word from her throat, "The
Snowager."
"A pet stole from the Snowager? How?" she asked, now getting freaked out.
"Zap zap. Buzzing, flash, zap," Sonia said. "I saw. I wanted a Negg, I went
to visit, I saw part of it. Zapped me really hard."
"Electricity? That's impossible, I'm the only faerie of my kind, and I've
only blessed you!"
"I know. I don't understand either. He zaps big and bad."
Sonia hung her head in shame. "It's all right. We'll go after him. We'll return
those stolen items and perhaps get a reward," Pakka said, hugging her Kyrii
as the winds picked up. It started to rain.
The next day, Pakka carefully tucked her wings in her dress to make sure everyone
thought she was a human. She had to leave her pet behind, unfortunately. She
bid her farewells, and left for northwest bound.
This was on ordinary Red Gelert though. Pakka had been after the mysterious
specter for four days, and was just beginning to tail him...
She crawled through a blizzard up an icy hill and stared over the edge.
On top of another hill, about 6 yards away, stood a proud Red Gelert. It was
strange, however. Its eyes were glowing a lime green, and it was unaffected
by the snow. Or just unaware.
"Now's my chance..." Pakka muttered. She hefted herself up to stand, and raised
her hands. Lightning sparks and jolts of electricity flowed from her body, zapping
the snowflakes. She then aimed them at the Gelert. A second before impact, it
jumped with incredible speed upwards and dodged the bolt. Then, to Pakka's surprise,
threw a lightning bolt back! Pakka moved aside somewhat swiftly and the jolt
crackled harmlessly in the air.
"Who are you?" the Gelert spoke in a raspy voice.
"I'm Pakka, the Electricity Faerie, and also a bounty hunter. I've come to
take you in and return what you stole! Surrender yourself, or I'll have no choice
but to result to violence!" She called back.
"Ha ha ha. You're not the ONLY electric faerie, of course. How else would I
be granted such powers?" It returned with a sharp-toothed grin. She gasped,
then said
"Do you have an owner?"
"Yes." It hissed.
"Then whom?" Pakka was frustrated, but not angry. She always tried talking
first and fighting later.
"Frank."
"Frank who?"
"Frank Sloth."
Pakka was taken back. She gasped, her mouth remained open. Then a surge of
wind came and knocked her onto her bum. She looked over. The Red Gelert was
gone. "Frank Sloth is back. This is terrible news indeed! Now that the Grundos
and Sakhmetians are free and VirtuPets gone...Oh no!" She said to herself. She
stood up, but more winds came. No matter how hard she tried, the winds would
keep her seated. She heard a familiar laugh.
"So, Pakka, did you come for your sister or for the mutt?"
"Sloth..."
"Well, duh Pakka, that's very obvious." A black robed figure stepped near
her. "I'll repeat the question: Do you want the Gelert or the faerie?" he asked,
leaning over.
She shivered and held her arms. "I don't have any relatives, nor do I need
Faeries. I have my own strength. I came for the Gelert," she said, but she didn't
look up. She knew who was there.
"Ahhh, how naive. You don't even know that your own sister is alive. You just
sit there, in that gloomy graveyard, until you can go capture some bad NeoPet."
He mocked her.
"I have no family," she stated.
He laughed. "Pakka, meet your sister--Chaisa," he said, gesturing beside them.
She looked up, and saw a faerie-much like herself-standing there. Blonde hair,
green eyes, lime wings. Her sister. "Chaisa! Why are you in league with him?
He's evil!" Pakka exclaimed, and made a move towards her. Sloth back handed
her and knocked her down.
"I'm not evil!" he yelled. "She agreed to my terms--she blesses every Pet and
is very loyal, in exchange for her life and the promise of meeting her sister.
I saved her, now she owes me," Pakka cried.
"You probably made her sick with an evil virus. You're a monster, using pets
to do your dirty work."
"No, no. Balthazar captured her in a metal trap. But she turned to run, and
the cage door slammed on her back. I found her and rescued her. Now she is my
'employee'," Frank said, and laughed.
Suddenly, Pakka grabbed his collar and shocked him with all he might. But underneath
the robes he had a rubber undershirt and was totally protected. The energy was
drained from Pakka. She fainted, and her life was now in the hands of Sloth.
Pakka woke up in the rottenest of places and wished she had died. Sloth's lab.
Her energy was still drained and could barely move. Sloth, the Gelert, and Chaisa
walked up.
"Hmm, what a co-inky-dink? You nearly die, I save you, and you must work for
me forever. Nice touch," Sloth said.
"I'd rather live in Maraquan Whirlpool," she said in a firm tone.
"And abandon your poor pet? How sad, knowing that this is one mission you won't
return from. Tsk tsk, and a faerie at that!" he said.
"Why steal?" she asked, not looking at him. She stared at her shoes. "Because
I want to prove my power. Instead of stupid little fights like before, I'm going
to steal everything they own, so all owners will have to pay and work for me
to get their stuff! And then I'd steal it all over again. I'd have all of Neopia,
shining my shoes!" He laughed.
She noticed a hoard of Neggs, Plushies, and Staffs piled high in the dark corner
across the room.
"I'll let you lay here and sulk. Bye now," he said and left.
"Sulk. Ha! He thinks I regret hating him, but he's wrong. Once my life comes
back, I'll grab a staff. I'll destroy him, or turn him over. Turn him into a
lowly bug and make him a little PetPet," she said.
After an hour, the evil trio returned. Chaisa held a pallet of food from Grundo's
Cafe. But Pakka was not to be found. Then, she burst out of the pile, holding
a staff that had a yellow sphere and was in the shape of a lighting bolt.
"I decided I needed my own elemental staff! Now to finish you off, like what
should have been done in the past!" Pakka yelled, and a huge lightning bolt
flashed blindingly from the rod. It struck Sloth, and he slammed to the wall.
The Gelert's eyes turned normal. Chaisa gasped, like she had been drowning and
just took her first breath of air.
Pakka cautiously approached Sloth. She poked his forehead. He didn't do anything.
"Finally. Doctor Frank Sloth, you've got what you wanted." She then placed
a potion to his mouth and revived him. "Now you owe me. You have to work for
me, starting by returning all the items you took!" Pakka declared.
He sighed. He grudgingly did as she told, and Neopia was free forever, having
Sloth as their worker. Pakka and her sister found some guy Faeries, and now
the forgotten Faeries were added to the list and lived happily in Faerieland.
The End | 
